Our huge, rambling farm-house needed updated and the list of its quirks would fill an entire post. The worst thing was that the house pump was in the barn and above ground which meant it tended to freeze about 4 months of the year when it could drop to -30 C at night.
Despite all the inconveniences, we all loved that house for 18 years because it was full of kids, pets, plants and plastered with kid’s artwork. I use to sing this song to the kids and they agreed with me, “our house is a very, very fine house” especially because we had cats.
our new, old house, 1886
Our House Lyrics by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young. From My Girl 2
Our house is a very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
‘Cause of you
And our la,la,la, la,la, la, la, la, la, la, la…..
The best part was when one of the mother cats was pregnant. Everyone fell in love with the kittens and they were the main focus of every one’s attention for almost two months. The atmosphere in the house was simply delightful.
God loves kids and animals; animals and kids sense immediately when a home is permeated with Love and the Spirit of God.
actually this our new, old house for the last four years
Strays were often dropped off at the end of our lane and some flea bags had to find shelter in our barn; I just couldn’t bring them into the house with babies crawling on the floor. One particular tom cat, Amos, was an old curmudgeon, with old battle scars and a bad temper. Finally my husband had enough of this bully and he took him for a LONG car ride. Three days later, I opened the door and there sat Amos glaring at me. Michael came charging to the door in utter disbelief. I couldn’t stop laughing and all that day the kids and I sang a Fred Penner song,
our old, old house for 18 years
The Cat Came Back
Old Mister Johnson had troubles of his own
He had a yellow cat which wouldn’t leave its home;
He tried and he tried to give the cat away,
He gave it to a man goin’ far, far away.
But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, we thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; it just couldn’t stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea
What is a farm without cats to catch mice? Once we stared raising animals, which meant storing grain, I quickly changed my perception of the cute, little creatures. Mice eat grain. Mice make nest and shred grain bags. Mice droppings are messy, their urine stinks and no self-respecting farm animal will eat contaminated grain . Almost daily, a couple of field mice would fall into the grain bins. Michael would scoop them up in a pail, call the cats, the dump the bucket. This was the highlight of the day for our cats; there is nothing they enjoy more that playing with their prey. Often the cats left gruesome mice offerings in thanksgiving right on our doorstep, eliciting screams from the little girls.
A friend gave the kids a huge, white rabbit but she would leave tiny balls of poop on the floor. Unfortunately, baby Daniel crawled faster than I could sweep, so we moved the rabbit to the barn. A week later, when I moved a couch, I was shocked to find two baby bunnies under it. We all panicked, and started running to find the mother. In the midst of all the turmoil our mother cat who had only one kitten in an upstairs closet, calmly walked over, laid down and let the rabbits nurse!
A cat letting bunnies nurse! Truly the lion has laid down with the lamb. Only the Spirit of God can bring a piece of heaven to earth like this scene.
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